Good Girls Love Bad Boys

Chapter Fourteen

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--{{CYGNET}}--

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"This is cruel" i said "Please dont make me tell her". But all she had against me. This is what it had come to

She let out a bitter laugh.

"You don't get a choice, unless you want me to tell Nate and Lisa what happened between you and Matt". I couldnt believe my friend was using that against me. I thought maybe emma would do this, but not her.

"Why do you want me to do this?" I asked curiously.

"Oh c'mon like you don't lnow..." I stared at her before she added. "LISA GETS EVERYTHING, its about time her world fell apart. I'm sick of her. SO WHAT IF YOU LIE!!! Just tell her Emily slept with Finn, they'll break up and she'll hate emily". 

"Huh?'

"Okay i hate emily, i want finn, everybody wins' she paused, "Also you helped me spike Finn's Drink so its partly your fault".

I gritted my teeth. This was my fault.

"Thats horrible, I cant do that" I said thinking about how much it would break Lisa.

"DO IT OR I'LL TELL THEM ABOUT YOU AND MATT" she yelled harshly. I stepped back and nodded my head in agreement. I'm a HORRIBLE HORRIBLE PERSON.

I felt sick.

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--{{LISA}}--

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When Cygnet burst into my house on the 2nd of January, it made my head spin. My parents, funnily enough, had a hangover too and asked me to 'care for them'.

They went out to the shops for more 'hangover cure'.

"Oh my god" cygnet said sitting down. "Do you have panadol?". She was rubbing her temples while muttering incoherent words.

I laughed a little at her words and passed her what she needed.

"So what's so important?" I asked laying back down on the lounge with my hands behind my aching head.

"Oh yeah so, you know how Carter was the designated driver?" She said while putting her brown hair into a loose ponytail.

I nodded.

"Well before he got pissed he said he saw Emily and Finn in a cab....doing stuff. Doing each other" she placed her hand over mine and gave it a soft squeeze.

I shook my head like if come out of a daze. "W-what?" My vision started to become blurry.

"I know" she looked down guiltily, like she knew she should've told me sooner. Her eyes were closed and her forehead had increased with wrinkles in the spam of thirty seconds.

It basically felt like she'd punched me in the gut, I felt the air slowly yet harshly leave my lungs and I couldn't help but gasp at the sheer situation. 

I felt sick. The bile taste slowly rose and I found myself running towards the bathroom and heaving all of my sorrow into the small white toilet bowl. I could feel my blonde hair moving out of my face, the wips of hair that were coated in my vomit touched my cheek and stuck there before Cygnet brushed them back.